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Race: Centaur (Horse-half based on the Shire breed)Full Name: Daisy Shire
Nickname: Ditzy Daisy
Birthdate: November 23rd
Age: 17
Classes:
Succeeding at:
Gym
Failing at:
Herbology
Zoology
Art
History
Height: 17 hands ... and three and a half feet.
Tattoos: N/A
Scars/birthmarks: Four white "socks", and a bay fur!
Likes: Weightlifting, javelin throwing, archery (also useful for hunting), drafting, flowers, eating said flowers, food, people, being outdoors.
Dislikes: Being ridden. ( She's not a pony! ), Memorizing anything ( easily lost in complexities.) Doorframes. ( Bonk! Ow! ) Doorframes. (...I'm... stuck...) Low ceilings. Chairs. ( @.@ Can't... use this.) Embrassed by her own clumsiness.
Fears: Being snuck up from behind ( She spooks easy from this direction, as it is difficult to see behind her.) Laying down on her side for more then an hour, ( cuts off her circulation, might not be able to get back up. She tends to even trot in place. )
Clothing Style: It's ... hard to find something that fits her. She is often in a harness of some sort for pulling. No saddles.
Relationship Status: Single, looking, and ... hug-crushing to death. .... she's going to be alone awhile.
Personality:
She's... dim, but lovable. Her "brain bits don't do the think right" as she would put it. Mostly brawn, not a lot of brains. She easily manipulated, and believes even the most outlandish of lies. She trusts completely. She always sees the world as half-full cups- though why anyone wouldn't want to drink all of their cupis beyond her. She's not a wit, but she's a sweety. Her happy and smiling attitude often getting her through the day with her brain like a brick. Her strength is incredible, and she's far from lazy- when she fails, it's not for lack of trying. She'll repeatedly attempt to fix her screws ups- if only to make the problem worse.
History: Daisy's life is rather a simple one. Unlike most of her brethren, the life of sneaking up on prey like a hunter did not fit her or most of her family. Of... rather large stock, all huge and study beings, they began, rather to till their land. Settling between Idaho and Motana. Although, they still hunt- it's more of keeping traditional alive, then for survival. Using basic magics for concealment from the increasingly modern world.
She grew up on this farm most of her life.... but when she didn't stop growing- and didn't start thinking- it was getting harder and harder to hide her bulk, when she didn't have any magic - and likely never will.
So she was packed up and sent to IA as a last ditch effort, we'll see if it makes any difference.
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"They dance?" Sasha asks, wondering how the bees don't mix up all those legs they had. "I wanna learn to dance too!" he says, as he scurries after the centaur. As he nears the tree, the buzzing around him increases in volume, and the merman squeaks as he looks up at where Daisy is pointing. "Woah, that's thing-the-honey-is-in is huge! How're we gonna get up there?" he asks, looking at Daisy now.
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Daisy stares up for awhile.
"I'mma... break my rule. Git on my back, okay?" she peeks over at him, ears flopping around.
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Sasha considers this. "But-" he asks, poking a cheek thoughtfully. "I don't think you can climb that thing-" he says, pointing at the tree," ...while carrying me up there..." he pauses. "Hmm. What if we threw things at it? Maybe we could break a piece off?" he says, feeling smart for coming up with the plan. "I'm sure the bees won't mind too much, right?"
Oh Sasha. XD
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Daisy shrugs, handing Sasha a rock. "...I hope you can fun fast..." she says, though, strangely, turning around so her rear was toward the tree, and seems to be waiting for something.
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Sasha tilts his head at Daisy. "I don't like running." he says, curious at what Daisy was doing. "It makes me get all sweaty, and my socks start smelling weird." he pouts, lowering the rock now. "What're you doing?" he asks.
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"I'mma waiting to run. Or kick. Maybe both. Kinkin' likely works better. 'en 'em bees blame the tree."
She nods. "I know cus of the bee incident wit' ta broom, tied tails and hive incident wit' my brother. Jeb never forgave Ezekiel fer 'at one."
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Sasha eyes the rock in his hand, then turns his gaze up at the beehive, then back at the rock again. Maybe making the bees angry was a bad idea, if even Daisy seemed to fear them. "Mm..." the merman says after a while. "Maybe we can go do something else then?" he shrugs, dropping the rock and dusting his hands a little.
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Daisy blinks at Sasha and laughs.
The strikes out with her back legs at the tree trunk.
...there is a moments pauses before she goes, "...wut were 'at word... uh... uh... oh yeah! TIMBER!" she yells, but quite a bit late... the tree was already falling over, luckily away from them. Suddenly, Sasha feels himself picked up and she is whinnying happily and running very, very fast away.
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Sasha squeals in delight as he's picked up, the rising buzzing of the enraged bees quickly dying off as the pair gallop along the pathway. The wind rushing through his hair, the steady clip-clop of Daisy's feet on the ground-it was all new to the merman, and he loved the whole experience. Soon enough, they had returned to the school grounds.
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She trots to a stop, placing him down and smiling. "We'll go back later, and collect what they leave. Wax'n'honey. Can suck on the empty bits. You'll like it, it's sweet..."
She smiles, despite the speed, she barely broke a sweat. Daisy. Not so good in the brain, very good at the muscles.
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Sasha giggles, and paws at his clothes a bit. "That was fun! You're really good at running!" he chirps, his grin widening at the thought that sweet things lay in his future. "Oh, wanna come over to my room? I want to fix my hair..." he says, skipping a little way ahead. "I'm sure my room mate won't mind!" he adds.
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Daisy nods and smiles, following at a trot.
She stares at him in the confused way , ears twitching in a way that means she has a question. " ...er... what's wrong with your hair?"
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"It's all messed up, silly!" he laughs, fussing with his hair some more. "The wind blew it while we were running from the bees! Well-" he pauses. "While you were running, I mean. With me." he finishes.
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Daisy stares at him with a hairstyle that looks like the wind often tames it, and when it gets too wild- well, let's just says sheep-shears are a likely suspect to explain the way it just sort of ... goes everywhere. The only long part wrapped in what looks to be athletic tape that she also wears around her hands during weight-lifting.
Yeah... she has basic hygiene... but living in a farm, full of boys? She doesn't have a hair-do, she has a 'hair-do-what-now?'
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Sasha blinks up at Daisy. "You don't mind if your hair's all messed up?" he asked, saucer eyed now. Growing up, he had spent hours watching his sisters preen themselves before they would go up to the surface, and suffice to say they had been more than happy to teach him their secrets once he had become old enough to join them.
Hair was kind of a big thing for the merman.
(lol I'm making it seem like Sasha comes from a family of airheads)
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(( XD That's okay! It's cute! And Daisy is like... the exact opposite! All boys! All rowdy! Rawr! ))
She blinks and turns around, point to her tail. "I keep my tail all nice." ... it's just chopped short so it doesn't hit people!
Yeeeaah... she doesn't care if her hair is messed up, Sasha! D: It's madness!
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"I can see that!" the pink haired male replies, sneaking a peek at Daisy's tail. "If there's anything my sisters taught me, its the importance of proper brushing!" he grins, scratching his chin as he thinks. "I could teach ya sometime, if you'd like?"
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"Okay!~" Daisy perks, happily. Teaching her anything is difficult though, I warn you.
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Sasha nods, and begins walking towards the boy's dorms. "C'mon!" he says over his shoulder, excited at the prospect of showing Daisy his sizeable hairbrush collection.
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Daisy trots after, humming happily, and so focused on her friend, she forgets about the doorways being smaller then at home.... again.
WHACK.
She rubs her chin. "Ow." she says, after a considerable pause, as if it took the pain awhile to get to her brain.
She ducks this time, having to struggle in the door, her rear stuck for awhile, kicking legs then finally falls inward successfully.
Doorframes. Her bane.
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Sasha watches this. "Mweep, I forgot about the doors!" he says apologetically, looking distressed. "I should talk to Principal Volfever about getting those doors fixed!" he continues determinedly. "Are you alright?" he asks Daisy, then pouts at the doorframe.
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Daisy stands... well, more hops up! Trying to prove she is fine to her worried friend, and bonks the ceiling a bit. She flops her ears down.
"...I am okay. Sorry. I am big. Even fer a centaur. I'm taller 'en mos' of my brothers too."
She flicks her tail. "I just usually stay outdoors. I like outdoors." She likely hasn't even met her roommate yet, just been outside the whole time- most people would find this uncomfortable, but... she loves the outside.
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Sasha can't help it. He giggles, then quickly covers his mouth so as to not offend the centaur. "It must be nice to be that tall though..." he says, scuffing the floor a little. "Who's your roommate, by the way?" he asks, suddenly realising that Milo might be in their shared room right now.
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Daisy looks dazed a little. '. . . Adina. . . sumt'in'..." she says, only vaguely remembering from the board, and having no idea it's the Overlord's daughter.
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"Adina? Adina...Adina...Nope, can't say I've met her yet." Sasha shrugs, then bursts out into a grin. "My roommate is Milo!" he beams, then leans forward conspiratorially. "He's a merman too! Isn't that great?" he giggles.
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"More happy FISH!~" Daisy apparently thinks this is AWESOME.
She loves the fish! There is a pause, then she blinks and tries to 'whisper' too, "Is this a secret?"
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Sasha giggles. "No, I was just being dramatic!" he says, then puffs out his chest before continuing. "I'm in the Drama class, after all!" he grins, then reaches for Daisy's hand. "C'mon, I'll show you my room!"
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"Oh! You are very good at dramatic!" says the easily taken in Daisy!
She takes the hand, which must look hilarious, such a big girl being led by such a tiny guy.
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"Thanks!" Sasha chirps, happily leading the way. The pair maneuver the flight of stairs leading to the pink haired male's room without too much difficulty, and soon enough they're both standing before the heavy wood of the merman's front door. "Here it is!" Sasha grins, pushing the door open and stepping in.
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Daisy remembers to duck this time, not expecting anything. Her writer though, expects lots and lots of pink. Everywhere.
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Sasha scampers over to the large dresser in the corner, pulling several drawers open and rifling through their contents excitedly. Milo is nowhere to be seen, and the merman figures his roommate must be out somewhere.
"Sit down wherever you like!" he chirps. The room is large, though everything seems to be arranged against the walls, leaving a large empty space in the middle.
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The centaur trots into the center of the large space and just sits down with her back legs. Even in this "sitting" position, it's unlikely Sasha can reach the top of her head.
Daisy glances around, looking confused, muttering something about 'odd shaped beds' and 'no hay'.
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"We're gonna put the pool right about where you're sitting!" he says over his shoulder, before going about his searching once more. Muttering to himself, Sasha pulls out several boxes and sparkly objects, setting each one carefully to a side. Finally, he turns around with a large, shiny hairbrush clutched in his hands. "Look!" he says, moving over to show Daisy. "It's my sister's favorite hairbrush, she gave it to me before I came here!" he says, grinning.
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Daisy looks at the floor she was sitting on as if it was gonna collapse into pool at any moment. "NEeeat." she likes this idea.
Then glances to the brush he is holding. "Ooooh. It's full of the sparkles. I like the sparkles. Your sister is nice!" she coos softly.
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Sasha grins, and hands Daisy the brush with the reverence one usually reserves for important religious figures. "It's a special brush." he says in an almost-whisper, getting a little carried away by the drama of the moment. "See that? Mother-of-pearl inlay on the handle, genuine sea urchin bristles..."
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Daisy whimpers as it is now in her hands, and a freezes like a statue. She knows it's highly likely she will crush it or break it, and it's important to Sasha and sounds REALLY special.
Her ears flop back and she looks horrified at her own hands. D: Must not ... even breath.
She begins to turn blue.
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Sasha blinks at the centaur, tilting his head curiously. "Daisy?" he asks, wondering what sort of game his friend is playing now. "Are you all right?" he continues.
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She whinnies in response, then snorts wildly, her tails flickering around, but her body not moving.
"It'stoopretty.Takeitback!" she yelps, letting out all the remaining air, and beginning to wobble back and forth as if she should faint.
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Sasha tilts his head, but takes back the hairbrush in case Daisy suddenly faints or something. The last thing he needs is a passed out centaur in his room, after all! Giggling, the merman then sets the brush back in its case, before turning around to pick up a couple of other combs. "Are ya ready?" he asks.
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She finally takes a huge breath in, but was already crashing down, - she falls heavily to her side, where she blinks up at him with huge blue eyes.
"...yes? Maybe."
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A gleam enters the pink haired merman's eye now, and he practically throws himself at the centaur, armed with a couple of his largest combs. "We'regonnamakeyoulooksopretty!" he says in one breath, excited at the prospect of being able to work on Daisy's hair.
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"Aiiie!" she is attacked! Well, brushed.
She flails at first, then lets him work with a confused look. Her hair is very knotted, and has been bound with exercise tape, which... is a bit hard to remove, but she doesn't complain of pain. Just sits there and looks scared to move.
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Sasha giggles, and sets to work right away. Daisy's hair, despite its current condition, actually had a pretty decent amount of potential. "You've gotta manage your hair better! It's pretty!" the merman chirps, grunting a little as he tugged the combs through a particularly defiant knot.
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The pony-girl blinks and wiggles under the combs. "T'ink so? Ma says I git it from 'er side."
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Sasha is in full-on hair fixing mode now. "You do?" he asks distractedly, leaning forward to peer at Daisy's head. "Hmm. No split ends. Colour and thickness is pretty good too..." he mumbles to himself, as he continues combing. "Oh, my sisters could do wonders with you..." he continues.
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"I think Sasha will do wonders too." perks the centaur at him with a face that says she believes it!
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Sasha grins at this, and continues the task at hand. Soon, he stops, a little out of breath as he steps back. Daisy's hair looks...different now. "W-whatcha think?" he asks, not sure about his handiwork.
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Daisy looks up at her forehead, unable to see what he has done with it. She might need a mirror. " . . .er?"
(( This might inspire me to do this meme: [link]
XD ))
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"Oh, right!" Sasha steps back, then points to the large mirror standing nearby. It reaches almost up to the ceiling, the dark, heavy looking frame adorned with fancy curlicues and sparkly things that sort of resemble seashells and various petrified marine creatures. "Take a look!" the boy grins.
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The pony trots over to look at what is likely her shiny straight hair that feels thick like a horses mane, and pigtails.
She flops her head about, playing with them and giggling as they go all over the place.
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